
The N7 has been squeezing hours out of my life for years.
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The N7 has been squeezing hours out of my life for years.

Woke up this morning,
Smile at the rising bread,
Three little scones,
Sit on my doorstep.

You can’t tell children you found them in the cabbage patch, and then expect them to eat their veg.

The king’s slumber is heavily guarded.

There’s shooting and there’s shooting. Don’t mix them up.

If you wish to continue your residence here, so unseemingly close to my holiday home, I’m afraid I shall have to come back weekly to collect two shillings and six pence rent.

The bumble bee grew tired of being labeled “cute” and “fuzzy”, so she found a good tailor.

Not right now, I’m too busy being full of myself.
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An avatar for my friend Sean, who has a serious thing for Team Fortress 2.

If you want teddy back, you’re going to have to come in here and get him.